03-08-2011, 12:03 AM
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kansas cries a lot. XD crybaby. 300+  Artemis' face was so still, void of the captivating expression it always used to hold. All he wished in that moment was for her eyes to break open and reveal the soft blue, perhaps with a mischievous smile blooming on the fragile young features. Tears stung at his eyes, and he had to look at the wall for a moment until the feeling subsided. But when he glanced at his mate to see if she had decided to eat, the sight of her picking meekly at the food with moisture welling in the beautiful emeralds was too much, and the boy could not hold back any longer. He was completely still, made no sound as tears began to flow gently down the sides of his maw, but his hand reached to his mate's slender back, fingertips stroking her fur. She responded as he had expected. Their child had not improved, but nor had her condition worsened. He tried to scrounge some hope from that, but all he seemed able to feel was despair. His mate's worried questions tightened the invisible grip around his chest, for he had nothing to say that would promise the ending that they were both desperate for. With his free hand he wiped the last of his tears from the corners of his eyes and sniffed. "We just... have to wait," he told Savina, his tone feigning a lightness that, despite the effort, could not have been too convincing. A better man would have held himself together, perhaps even becoming a source of strength for his love, but Kansas was not strong enough himself. His gaze once again strayed to his daughter's face, and for a quiet moment he imagined the happiness they would both feel if she awoke. The conjured feeling somehow brought a little warmth back into his heart. "She... she could wake up any time," he spoke with a genuine smile to the raven beauty. At least he had that to give her, if he could not manage to hide from her how much he was struggling. "We can't expect the worst... you know?" he spoke, slowly nuzzling her cheek. Though they could not escape worry and fear, they could not burden themselves with the pain of dread. All they could do was what they were doing now. Give her their hearts, and their time."I think she can feel our love." He was not afraid to say what many would consider nonsense, because deep inside he believed that their daughter was touched by their love. |